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Christopher Rankin

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2024

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Christopher Rankin

Submitted to Contest #282

Governor O’Malley stood squarely in front of Eric as he sat strapped to the chair. “Do you have any final words?” The governor asked as his eyes looked down at Eric. He could feel that O’Malley had no qualms about standing in front of a man that was about to die. “Just that I’m sorry, I’m really sorry to the family” Eric found himself starting to choke on his words a...

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Whispers

Christopher Rankin

Submitted to Contest #275

Melissa was out with friends celebrating the new position she had just got at work. Promoted to VP of operations after only being at the company for a year was impressive but Melissa always went the extra mile and was filled with ambition. It had been a while since she had a night out with friends, so she made sure to enjoy it. They were all drinking at a bar called The Whispers that was in downtown New Orleans. Melissa, who was originally from Bay Harbor Michigan had moved down to New Orleans to get away from her family, she loved them, but...

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In the Moonlight

Christopher Rankin

Submitted to Contest #272

Sitting on the bus Jill scrolled through her playlist with her head against the window of the bus. It was a cloudy night, but she could still occasionally see the moon appear from behind the clouds. The autumn night displayed wilted leaves on the branches of trees passing by in the moonlight. She was on her way from Rochester to New Orleans, a place she thought that she could get lost and start a new life. Half-way there she thought as she saw the sign stating “Welcome to Tennessee” this was the furthest south she had ever been. A man approa...

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In the Pocket

Christopher Rankin

Submitted to Contest #271

Three knocks on the front door. Bill always knocked three times on the door of the of the name he had to cross off. He had been doing this for 20 years and it was something that he was good at. 1945 was the first time he had killed a man, not in the war but on the streets of Chicago. He was so close to getting out of this life that he had built, he only needed to finish this last job. He had enough money put away and he was going to use it to start a new life in Florida, a new life filled with sunshine. His trusted Smith & Wes...

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